Sonnet 49
Against that time, if ever that time come,When I shall see thee frown on my defects,When as thy love hath cast his utmost sum,Call'd to that audit by advised respects;Against that time when thou shalt strangely passAnd scarcely greet me with that sun thine eye,When love, converted from the thing it was,Shall reasons find of settled gravity,--Against that time do I ensconce me hereWithin the knowledge of mine own desert,And this my hand against myself uprear,To guard the lawful reasons on thy part: To leave poor me thou hast the strength of laws, Since why to love I can allege no cause.
I fear you'll eventually want toallow our romance to all fall through.In time you'll regret it.But hey man, I get it—you can't tell someone that they love you.